Candle Poem by Mike Conkey

Its hard to do somethin right
when you never think
no i never think
never thought
what i was doin to her
she was a candle
i was the wick
i was the fire
burning her down and sick
and if all i wanted
was just to say
have you learned to hate me?
I know what shed say
shed say yes
though shed be thinkin
you made me hate you
i made her hate me
now i have no wick left
ive burned all out
and if one thing i knew
was that while im awake
shes sleepy perfectly tonight
so so long
so hold on
because i am gone
going places far away
but the places far i go
are only far in my mind
a place where her memories
cant be found
yet i know their locked up safe
i will find a better place
a place
a better place